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Haley stood there with an umbrella over her head as rain poured down into the alleyway, she was to meet her cilent here, more specifically, she was to get the information she needed before beginning. Crow perch themselves on the roofs of houses as to wait out the rain, their endless squaks said many things to Haley. The girl grasps tightly her overcoat as a cold wind below and rain showered her left side. Haley sighed as she felt the damp material of her overcoat. It was probably the only physical clothing on her. Every other clothes she have right now is her skin just transformed. Haley watched a man walks past her. They meet eyes and it was clear. Haley bumps into him and he passes a file to Haley, the latter quickly taking it in to her overcoat. Haley stood there a bit longer. Haley was shaking in her boots. Like the chilling wind from before, the thought that the wide open spaces is hidden by the downpour sent shivers through her body. Open spaces are scary. As the rain slowly became lighter, Haley walks off, puddles splashing as she makes her way through the streets.
Her job was simple, simply spy on a man who the cilent suspects to be taking stuff from him. Haley snickkers, if its him then that means he needed to learn a thing or two from her. Haley bites in a chocolate bar. The client sure knows how to pick his chocolate. Haley looks through the folder as she took a cup of warm milk and rests it on the table. Haley skims the folder. Same man, same black, same area. Haley glances around before taking another bite from her chocolate bar. Haley stuffs the folder in her bag and finishes her milk. Time to go stalking. Haley gets up and hollers at a waiter before passing her jewels for her milk. Haley puts a hat on her head and sinks into the alleyways.
Her job was simple, simply spy on a man who the cilent suspects to be taking stuff from him. Haley snickkers, if its him then that means he needed to learn a thing or two from her. Haley bites in a chocolate bar. The client sure knows how to pick his chocolate. Haley looks through the folder as she took a cup of warm milk and rests it on the table. Haley skims the folder. Same man, same black, same area. Haley glances around before taking another bite from her chocolate bar. Haley stuffs the folder in her bag and finishes her milk. Time to go stalking. Haley gets up and hollers at a waiter before passing her jewels for her milk. Haley puts a hat on her head and sinks into the alleyways.
OOC: Job Link
Word Count: 332
Word Count: 332
